"The odds are against us. I'm a one women wrecking ball, all I do is break you. Your hand, your penis, your relationships, your life. I'd say our survival rate is about three percent. And that's, that's bad. But, it's not nothing. And I don't think we should give up on this. At least not yet because..."

"You think you broke me? You're the one that put me back together."

Things have been...odd with will lately. I fell like we make progress but then his ex comes back into the picture and I'm not willing to try to invest all my time and effort into this if she isn't completely done with. As of now I guess I'll keep playing things by ear, by boy this is getting old.